I haven’t written for a long time here. Ugh, blame my busy life. I promise swear I’ll try to post more often when I am on my vacation.
Okay, so this poem has been in my documents folder for a while now, and I have decided to make something out of randomly-generated words. The words are in bold.
How random must I free-write eh?
Everything feels so unsure,
Like a hymn not memorized
Some try to reassure
Me
That everything is organized
But no, it is not
It is bad, my blood is leaking
Being blown away on a helicopter’s landing
My heart feels sabotaged, kidnapped
By the terrorists of romance
Threatening me that they will explode
Wreck me into pieces and so,
Love will kill me again
Disintegrate my soul
Shut down my brain
Like someone who has lost his feet
On a ballroom floor
Toppling around, carrying her weight in your shoulders
Falling down
Falling in love
Falling in the abyss that is depression
Why does love feel like this?
I’m numb,
I can’t move,
My body feels like it is on paralysis
Never getting to homeostasis
I am not balanced anymore
Intoxicated by the thought of you loving me
It is like a virus interfering with my thoughts
Making me so naïve, why am I naïve?
To think that you will re-appear, will appear like the ghost of my dreams
The specter of my past, the shadow that lurks around the “what-ifs”,
The eyes of a ghoul, staring at me, goes down for a demented kiss.
The Epitome of Melancholy 